This is a song about "Go make your own car poem"

"jc, you ain't gonna make it! go back to your fucking hood!"

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Just to let you know, you are

Your music in the car

Go grab your #diapers.. you'll just make a sea

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

Remember that night when you sat alone in your car?

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

You would always go with your biys and leave me on my own,

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

I could make my lyrics make you want to tie your own noose

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

It's about havin' a life, to make your own memories

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

To start the car, embark as far from here as it can go